The masked man turned slightly toward Penny, still however watching the others. He would ask later about the burial. "How many of those other men are wanted by the law?" "I don't know. I don't know but the whole pack of them are crooked. They must be. If they weren't, they'd get out, like Yuma did." "Yuma?" "He tried to persuade me to leave here. I wish to Heaven I could have. I thought I could depend on Uncle Bryant, but now--" Penny broke off in doubt. The Lone Ranger, realizing that the girl could add a great deal to his understanding of events, pressed her for more details. "There's time to talk later," she said. "Talk now. Tell me more about this man, Yuma." Penny explained how she had trusted her uncle in spite of all that had been said, how she had tried to account for his unconcern in the face of events, by thinking that his eyes must be failing. Yuma, she explained, had tried to tell her that she was mistaken in her trust. Yuma had been fired at by Bryant; had fought with him, and finally had left the Basin. She explained that it was Bryant's belief in Mort's thin alibi for murdering Rebecca that had finally showed her her mistake, and now the clincher was the paper Bryant had left for her to sign. The Lone Ranger broke in from time to time with questions that brought out the story of Rebecca and the children upstairs. Penny told him that she felt compelled to remain for the sake of the children until Wallie returned. Gimlet, she said, was too old to take the responsibility. "So you believe in Yuma?" Penny nodded, her eyes bright with unshed tears. "I--I must." "The last time we met," the masked man said, "I offered you something that you refused. I'm going to offer it again, and what I said then still goes." He reached one hand into a pocket, then dropped a silver bullet on the table. The men looked at it curiously. Penny glanced at it, then at the steady, level eyes behind the mask. For a time she said nothing. Then, "It means a lot to you to find out who killed those Texas Rangers, doesn't it?" The Lone Ranger nodded. "Please," he said, "pick up that bullet. You might need it. Remember what I told you to do with it. You mentioned an old man named Gimlet." "Yes?" "Gimlet is dead." The announcement was an obvious surprise to everyone. And to Penny it was much more. It was a severe shock. "He was stabbed," the masked man explained. "I was with him when he died in the bunkhouse." "But what was he doing there? He slept in the house here." "I don't know why he went to the bunkhouse, but that's where I found him. He gave me the name of the man." "_Who?_" The Lone Ranger spoke slowly. "He named a fellow you mentioned a few minutes ago. He said, 'Yuma.'"